Author: Dave Dishman (Page 273 of 458)

I meet all sorts of people when I travel, usually sitting by someone on an airplane. I’m not super chatty, but I say hello and ask how my fellow traveler is doing. I might as well be friendly, as I’m going to sit closer to this stranger for a few hours than I do anyone else in my life, save my wife. Odd when I think about it.

Paul met all sort of people in his travels as well. On a trip from Ephesus to Jerusalem, Paul’s band stopped in at the coastal city of Tyre and stayed with a group of disciples for a full week. Then they moved on and met a group of brothers and sisters in the faith at Ptolemais. Next they reached Caesarea and stayed with Phillip and his four unmarried daughters, all devout followers of Jesus.

A prophet named Agabus arrived with an unnerving message for Paul—trouble awaited in Jerusalem. Not swayed, they headed to Jerusalem anyway, only to stop at the house of Mnason, described as a Cypriot and one of the early disciples.

What stands out to me is not that Paul met followers of Jesus on his journey, but the sheer numbers of new Christians mentioned in this brief travelogue. Paul met and spent time with dozens and dozens of committed converts. The faith spread rapidly and incessantly.

In my travels I’ve had numerous spiritual conversations and met a number of committed followers of Jesus. I’ve also met lots of people with spiritual interest but wondering about ways to engage. It’s a privilege when they let me share a bit of my faith journey with them, and I trust the Holy Spirit to work in their lives.

I should stop being surprised by the committed Christians I meet. The true faith spread in Paul’s day, and spread ever since. Who knows what saint I might be squeezed against the next time I fly?

Acts 21 in reading the Bible cover to cover in 2022

Photo by Chris Brignola

Sometimes I feel guilty when I look around and realize I’m prosperous, a person successful in material and financial terms. Much is written about privilege either enjoyed or lacked by those in this world, and I live on the upper side of the scale.

So it stuck me to read the psalmist pray that I may enjoy the prosperity of your chosen ones.

Should I pray for wealth and material gains? In this psalm, the writer chronicles the sins of Israel and the resulting oppression. This prayer is a cry for mercy and a return to inheritance. Here’s a plea to prosper once again under the favorable hand of the Lord.

To prosper might mean wealth, but in this case it means a close and meaningful relationship with the God who provides all we have. And we know from the rest of scripture that the Lord gives to us so that we might take care of others.

Prosperity is like peanut butter—it’s meant to be spread.

Should I pray for prosperity? Of course, if I pray for the type of prosperity graciously given from the hand of the Lord. I will benefit, and those around me will as well.

Knowing the source of our prosperity, we repeat these words with the psalmist: Praise be to the Lord, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Let all the people say, “Amen!”

Amen.

Psalm 106 in reading the Bible cover to cover in 2022

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I sat at a conference table with three of my colleagues, pouring over minute-by-minute schedules for our upcoming week of meetings. One of my teammates flipped open his laptop, toppling over my fresh cup of coffee. A hot deluge baptized my keyboard.

Coffee and keyboards don’t mix.

On the fritz, I shipped my computer off for repair. I just spent the last two weeks on the road, with limited access to a computer, and I soon discovered that I cannot write on my phone. So this blog suffered along with my psyche.

Today I finally sit before a restored machine. I’m amazed at how much my work depends on this wonderful piece of technology. I’ll be more careful around liquids, but as one cannot write without coffee I suppose danger will remain ever-present. A cup sits close by even now.

These little calamities of life prove frustrating, even maddening. But after a few days of realizing my trip would continue without my laptop, and my blog lie fallow for a time, I relaxed. Maybe I needed a little time off.

As I lamented my Mac-less travels, this promise came to mind: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. (Lamentations 3:22-23).

Tools eventually break down and must be replaced, always with cost and effort. Graciously, the Lord’s mercies renew every morning, with no cost or effort on our part, and so our unexpected calamities fade under his goodness.

Photo by Jon Tyson

Cornelius, a God-seeking man still to meet the God he sought, went to pray one afternoon. During his prayer time he saw an angel who told him of Simon Peter. Cornelius sent for Peter who brought him the gospel, but only after some convincing. Peter wasn’t sure about Gentiles hearing the message of Jesus.

God was sure however. Notice the progression. The Lord first sent an angel to Cornelius (and his household), then the Lord sent Peter, then the Lord sent the Holy Spirit. The gospel burst its banks and began to spread.

Peter, finally convinced, spoke to those assembled: I now realize how true it is that God does not show favoritism but accepts from every nation the one who fears him and does what is right.

God does not show favoritism. We do, but God does not.

Sometimes it’s easy to look at someone who has a position of power and wealth, like this Roman centurion, and think they don’t need Jesus. Or think they wouldn’t be interested. Or even more insidious, think they don’t deserve Jesus.

But it grows clear over time that even the most privileged need the touch of Jesus. This soldier, this seeker of God, stood ready and waiting and praying and fearing a God yet to meet. In my experience, many others wait as well.

Acts 10 in reading the Bible cover to cover in 2022

Photo by Clay Banks